Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 3 Come on, hurt each other! (3)

"Why should I like men?" A deep voice sounded in the dark, hoarse and seductive.

Lin Ziyu stopped, and asked Ai Ai Qiqi: "Then why didn't you get married earlier?"

Fu Zichen: "..."

"Is it too early to confirm the program this afternoon?"

Lin Ziyu: "..."

Reluctantly replied, "It's quite early."

……

The next day.

The sunlight penetrated indistinctly into the room, dimly reflecting the messy big bed, which was extremely dispirited.

The person curled up on the bed woke up faintly, sat up slowly with his waist supported, Bai Shengsheng's back was covered with various blue and purple marks.

As soon as she stepped out of the bed, her whole body fell hard on the carpet, and the pain made her burst into tears.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch, ouch."

"Fu Zichen, dead man!" Lin Ziyu sniffed in pain, cursing carelessly.

He reached the edge of the bed with his pale hands and slowly stood up, his slender and white long legs trembling.

Now her throat is sore and burning, and a certain place is also burning|hot.

Fu Zichen, I misread you.

As a frequent visitor of Pink Toutiao, I only have such a little technology, you are so kind.

After going to the bathroom with difficulty, Lin Ziyu lay down again.

I don't know if it's because her sense of smell has become more sensitive. She feels that the smell of Fu Zichen's dead man is everywhere on the bed, which makes her feel uncomfortable.

Of course, this didn't stop her from going back to sleep.

She couldn't smell it when she fell asleep, she thought very much.

Lin Ziyu was really tired. After lying down for two or three minutes, her eyelids started to fight again, and she felt drowsy.

"Duang, Duang, Duang, Duang~~" A sudden voice shook the room, Lin Ziyu had already closed his eyes and opened them instantly, and rolled around on the bed a little irritably.

what! !

At this time, who will call her?
It's too bad to pick the time!

"Duang, Duang, Duang, Duang..."

The ringtone was trembling unknowingly from fatigue, and it made Lin Ziyu's brain ache.

"It's not a big deal, I won't kill you anymore!" She cursed in a low voice, lifted the quilt and sat up, and raised her ears to identify the direction of the phone.

When she came back with Fu Zichen yesterday, she had never played with her mobile phone.

"Duang, Duang~"

The phone is still in her backpack.

Lin Ziyu took out her phone from a corner of her backpack, "Hello."

"Hello, Ms. Lin, what would you like for lunch today?"

"Braised beef brisket with rice." Lin Ziyu answered casually.

"Okay, lunch will be delivered to you in 10 minutes."

"Ah."

Lunch is still half an hour away. It's time for her to wash her face and brush her teeth.

Lin Ziyu was playing with her phone, and when she turned around and saw the messy big bed, she suddenly remembered that she was not at her own home, but at Fu Zichen's.

(End of this chapter)